Ice Cream

We were insistent about the beach today, and given the hour change were out first thing and at North Berwick second thing. 

Sandcastles in the rain first. Then, in a feat of bad parenting, we got confused about the hour and offered her lunch at what turned out to be effectively 10.30.  The timings were a bit confused after that. 

Anyway, the sun was in and out a bit, and out just at the right time for us to have ice cream.  Important to achieve that before April.  After that, more sandcastles and dogs, and a disrupted nap. 

In the late afternoon, we accidentally ripped the stair carpet up, so I was multi-tasking cooking the lamb (not to break from tradition) and getting rid of that awful double-nailed timber strip (brand name 'Stikattack'). 

The lamb was delicious, the fire is on, the chocolate awaits.  

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